Chapter 313: Empire Embassy

Floral, perched on the Withering Throne, couldn't recollect when she regained consciousness—it was akin to how individuals often couldn't recall when dreams commenced.

However, when she discerned her existence, the initial sensation she perceived was the odor in the atmosphere.

After transforming from a living being to a lich, she sensed her five senses decelerate over the years. The ones that degenerated the swiftest were her sense of smell and taste. It was purported that these two senses had the most discernible impact on evoking memories. Thus, after becoming undead, they were the most conspicuous.

The scent in the air was so pungent that Floral, who had been a lich, couldn't help but feel discomfited.

It was akin to a fruit that had been fermenting for an extended period, brimming with a sweet and putrid aroma. This scent also became the earliest memory she could summon.

At that instant, the individual stationed at the base of the throne spoke.